Dong Huiying was refining Gu in a mountain cave when, because White Tiger always watched her like a hawk, she worried about being interrupted. So, she released a floral butterfly from a small porcelain bottle to keep White Tiger entertained.
The butterfly was average in appearance and its toxicity was not as potent as the purple butterfly’s. White Tiger had once been frightened by a purple butterfly, and it seemed to have developed a grudge. Was it seeking revenge? In any case, it treated the butterfly as a substitute for the purple one, bounding and leaping after it as it fluttered out of the cave, joyfully enacting a fierce tiger’s pursuit of a butterfly.
A frustrated roar came from outside the cave, just as Dong Huiying finished refining a Gu. She sensed something unusual about White Tiger’s roar and wondered what was amiss. She then placed the newly-refined Gu into the bottle and gracefully walked out of the cave.
White Tiger grabbed Dong Huiying’s clothes with its mouth as if wanting to lead her somewhere.
Dong Huiying’s eyes twinkled and after stroking the tiger’s back, she suddenly leaped up and landed lightly on its back.
"Let’s go," she said proudly, lifting her delicate chin, her eyes gleaming with a light smile. She was treating White Tiger as her mount!
White Tiger roared unhappily at her but she, unaffected, didn’t even bat an eyelash.
Not far from there was a patch of flowers where a floral butterfly was dancing amongst them.
White Tiger dashed into the flowers and then stopped in front of a woman.
Huh? It was that person from last time, half a month had passed since that chance encounter.
Indeed, this person was Shen Qiu Yang!
Dong Huiying looked down at White Tiger and then up at the carefree butterfly flapping its wings in midair, her lips twitching into a spasm.
Big sister, what kind of luck is this?
Watching Shen Qiuyang’s complexion turn black and his lips blue, it was clear he had been poisoned by the butterfly. Fortunately, it was a poison she had concocted herself, and lately she had got into the habit of always carrying a variety of herbs. Otherwise, this man might not have survived.
Well, without further ado, the most important thing was to save him.
So, when Shen Qiu Yang woke up, he found himself lying in the cave with the sky outside seemingly darkened, a fire burning in the cave. And not too far from him, a young girl, looking quite youthful, stood hands on hips, scolding a big tiger and yes, also a floral butterfly.
"White Tiger, Xiao Hua, I’m telling you, this is extremely dangerous! If I didn’t have medical skills, if Xiao Hua wasn’t refined by me, that guy might have been killed by you two! Don’t let there be a next time, understand?"
White Tiger shot her a look that seemed like criticism. Hmph, Monday morning quarterback, it sounded good coming from you! Did you actually realize that ugly little winged creature was unleashed by you?
If you hadn’t released it, that human wouldn’t have been poisoned.
Hmph, hmph, hmph! You have time to fiddle with those messy trinkets, why can’t you just fight with me? Fighting is so much fun!
You favoritist, now that you have Xiao Hua, you don’t need a tiger anymore!
Compared to half a month ago, some subtle changes had appeared on the young girl. For example, the purple in her eyes had deepened, and even her hair had taken on a blackish-purple hue.
But her skin had become even more pale, nearly sickly, while her plump little lips were as red as if they had been painted with fresh blood.
She had become more beautiful, bewitchingly and sinfully so, and there was even an exotic charm about her.